Due to the Avalon incident, the ability of his right hand is also the same as the bow of Dialon, exposed to the vision of the Seven Saints and the Fortress Federation, and cannot be used as Mo Tian, so if you want to deal with such an opponent, you need a new way of fighting.

Control the power of your right hand to a certain range, so as to suppress the destructive power to the strongest and produce new visual effects. In this way, even if the Seven Holy Relatives came, they would not be able to tell that Mo Tian was the gray-clothed man that day.

"You'll take care of the rest."

Mo Tian put away his fists, looked at the desolate beast that had turned into pieces, showed a smile, turned around, walked to Jasmine's side, picked up the sweatshirt again, put it on, and said.

Then, without looking back, he walked towards the base below.

Jasmine's pretty face showed a look of helplessness, smiled and stroked the green silk at the corner of her ear, and walked forward. In the next second, the beautiful Qianying once again turned into the blood shadow Shura of hell, harvesting life along the way.

The end of the twilight approached, leaving blood in the air, filling every corner for miles.

……

Inside the fortress of war.

The sky gate, which represents the enchantment, formed a spiral vortex and slowly opened, and a team of dozens of people descended from the sky like angels.

The location of dozens of people, located in the center of the war fortress, almost half of the surrounding apartment buildings, have pushed open the windows, and the crowd below is pointing at these dozens of people, as if they are talking about something.

At the same time, in the dormitory apartment of the Hero Academy, Zhang Xiaopang solemnly held the technology crystal and talked to an old man in the space projection.

Sitting on the other side of Zhang Feng was Fang Jing, who was holding a piece of apple, nibbling on it in small bites, ignoring the movement on the other end of the sofa at all, holding her white and seductive legs high, pondering her own affairs alone, holding the technology crystal, and playing quietly.

After half a ring.

As the portrait projection in front of the screen disappeared, Zhang Xiaopang narrowed his small eyes, which were not very big, and looked at the ornately decorated ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What, what bad things have you discussed with Dean Fu's old urchin again?" Fang Jing didn't turn his head, he just glanced at Zhang Xiaopang with his peripheral vision, his fingers still playing with his technology crystal.

Zhang Xiaopang slowly opened his eyes, stared at the ceiling, and then ...... Laughed.

He spat out a few words softly.

"Gabriel is back."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room suddenly froze.

Fang Jing's fingers sliding wantonly on the technology crystal stopped, and then suddenly turned around, a pair of beautiful eyes staring at the former, waiting for something.

"That's right, it's Gabriel."

Zhang Xiaopang nodded with a smile and continued.

"Is it really him?" Fang Jing's pretty face changed suddenly, becoming quite rude, and sat up suddenly.

"Dead fatty, your mission is coming!"

Gabriel, who is it?

The grandson of Marshal Rouse, one of the academy twins, Yi Xuan's nominally assigned fiancé, and the next minister of the future main war department.

The titles, almost like a halo, are wrapped in the name 'Gabriel' to become a star-like existence, and everyone knows it.

The only son of the former Minister of Auxiliary War, 'Ross', is Gabriel's right and left hand, and under the latter's hands, there are countless henchmen, and he can almost be called the first person of the younger generation.

However, Fang Jing was not interested in this star-like man.

Thinking of Gabriel's stalking of Yi Xuan, she was even more angry and couldn't come from, gritted her teeth viciously, and said to Zhang Xiaopang.

"You give me an idea, a good whole stupid hanging. If she hadn't avoided him at the beginning, how could Sister Xuan have gone to such a dangerous place as Cloud City to avoid the limelight, and now she is in deep danger. ”

Zhang Xiaopang looked at the ceiling with a smile and did not speak.

Fang Jing glanced at Zhang Xiaopang's position, and saw that Zhang Xiaopang had no reaction, so angry that he directly smashed an ashtray over, and then viciously left a sentence.

"Zhang Xiaopang, I'll leave it here, if you hang that stupidly once, I'll promise you one thing! If you hang that fool a hundred times, I will promise you a hundred things! Beat and scold at your disposal, listen to your convenience, and never fight back! ”

Aside from Mo Tian's relationship, Fang Jing and Yi Xuan are even more sisters.

Zhang Xiaopang finally turned his head lightly, staring at the angry Fang Jing, and he suddenly spoke.

"No!"

What the!

Fang Jing was furious, and was about to pick up something hard next to him and throw it at Zhang Xiaopang, but the latter smiled mysteriously and said.

"Only this thing doesn't need to."

"Brother Tian's matter is my business, I also think that kid is very unhappy, even if you don't say it, I will disgust him."

After speaking, Zhang Xiaopang showed his signature lewd smile.

"Dead fatty, you owe a beating, don't say it early!"

However, it was still the hard ashtray that greeted Zhang Xiaopang.

……

Outside the Supreme Council Chamber.

The high-ranking officials of the War Fortress Federation, the high-ranking generals and marshals who usually have a lot of power, are all gathered here at this moment, talking and laughing, as if they are waiting for someone.

Anyone here, if they pull it out, is a big man who can shake the four directions with a stomp. No one can imagine who so many people are waiting for when so many people are gathered together.

Finally, as a light fell from the sky, an angel descended slowly, and the laughter of everyone was put away, and all eyes were focused on the figure in the sky.

That's right.

It's angels.

Like an angel in Western mythology, with a pair of fluffy holy feathers on his back, a golden halo on his head, and even the long hair on his hands is full of holy energy, and the whole person is full of holy light, exuding an infinite halo.

Gabriel, the reason why he was called 'Gabriel', is not because it coincided with the whim of his grandfather, but from the moment he was born, auspicious clouds fell from the sky, and the dawn fell from the sky, through the eaves and straight down to his baby, giving birth to angelic wings and halos.

Landing with it was a spear that was extremely sharp, and a golden round shield.

Since the real excavation of the power of the holy relics a hundred years ago, the Rouse family has been a wealthy family in the world, and naturally understands what this means, and the identity of 'Gabriel's reincarnation is basically self-evident.

As Gabriel grew up, his temperament or strength became more and more like the legendary archangel, and to this day, Gabriel's strength has even grown to the first person under the Seven Saints.

Coupled with his status as the grandson of the marshal, almost no one in the Fortress Federation could ignore his existence, and apart from that existence, only 'Gabriel' could withstand such a big pomp and circumstance from them.

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